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Sage walked through the Halo Hall in a daze as she kept replaying what had taken place in the café over and over. Seeing Vivica helpless in the air had made her smile, and when she run away… “I really did laugh at that,” she whispered. “Why didn’t I see that?” Growing up with her skill in energy manipulation had gotten her a fair amount of jealous starlings, but she’d never used it to force others to do anything or made them cry on purpose. Vivica’s accusations of nearly breaking her arm by hurling her down the hallway her first day rang in her ears. The thought that she was simply lying did occur to her, but something in her heart told Sage that it wasn’t a lie.

As she entered the flash vertical mover Sage sagged back against the wall. “I have to do something,” she whispered. Vivica had told her to forget even seeing her in the restroom, but that just wasn’t the kind of girl Sage was. “I’ll make things right Vivica, I promise.” When the doors hissed open, Sage moved out into the brightly lit halls of the Little Dipper Dorm. She passed a few girls in the hall and absently nodded to them, finally stepping up to the door to her pod. Automatically she placed her hand to the scanner.

“Welcome Sage,” the electronic voice greeted as the tri-part door swished open and closed behind her. Tossing her bag onto one corner of her lavender bed, Sage collapsed onto the plush sheets. She heard her star zap pulse, but couldn’t muster up the will to reach and answer it. Turning over she wiped her eyes with one corner of the sheet and tried to get her thoughts in order. The gentle scent of the Shimmer Flowers on either side of her bed helped her relax a tiny bit, and slowly the tension in her shoulders eased. Closing her eyes, she focused on one of the basic meditation techniques Piper had taught her. Slowing her breathing, she felt her stress as a series of weights pressing on her mind. “One breath, one worry,” she whispered. Trying to shift her thoughts to positive images, she visualized her family, her home and the first time she had ever seen the Crystal Mountains. But as soon as she felt her mood lightening a lash of Vivica flying away down a hallway assaulted her mind, her eyes wide in fear. Sage shot up to a sitting position with a gasp, hand on her heart. “This isn’t working.”

Getting to her feet, she stepped over to her desk and opened her holo-display. A quick swipe of her hand connected her to the star-net, four screens displaying her most common searches and sites. She entered Vivica’s name into her main search program and let the computer do its work. Within seconds her she was frowning as tens of thousands of results flashed into being. “Of course, there’s bound to be more than one girl with her name,” she whispered as she realized she didn’t know what Vivica’s last name was. Asking Vivica herself would mean finding her, and Sage had a feeling that would be easier said than done. Sighing, she switched to pics only and slowly sifted through the sea of images, her eyes slowly drooping. The sudden hissing of her opening door startled her back awake as Libby entered.

“There you are Sage; I’ve been trying to holo-call you for half an hour. I was getting worried,” the pink haired first year said.

“Sorry, I was trying to relax and I set my star-zap to silent,” Sage replied.

Stepping closer, Libby’s eyes focused on Sage’s face and let out a gasp. “Have you been crying?” She asked.

Sage lowered her head and nodded. “Yeah, a bit,” she admitted. “Have a seat,” she motioned to her bed. “Something happened today Libby, and it really made me think. Vivica and I crossed paths in one of the rest rooms earlier.”

“And she started bullying you again? What did she say this time?” Libby frowned.

“No, it wasn’t anything like that,” Sage said. “She was crying when I found her Libby.”

“Vivica crying? Doesn’t seem like her at all,” Libby replied. “She’s usually the one making other girls cry.”

“No, unless you count the scratch on Scarlett’s sketch tablet,” Libby answered slowly. “Plus if she ever did that we’d just go straight to Lady Stella and she’d probably kick Vivica out of the school.”

“But we’ve hurt her,” Sage said softly. “When Scarlett had her in the air in the café, she had no control over herself. Can you imagine someone doing that to you, making you hurt and humiliate yourself?”

“Why are you thinking about this Sage? Vivica’s the one who started it when she tried to short out Scarlett’s tablet with that glass of zing.”

“Because I hurt her first,” Sage answered. “You remember when we were leaving Lady Stella’s office and Vivica was waiting outside?” Getting a nod, Sage continued. “I didn’t even mean to do it, but I sent out a pulse of wish energy and threw her down a hallway.”

“So that’s what that noise was,” Libby said, smiling a bit. “Let me guess, she said something happened to her that none of us saw?”

Sage nodded. “She hit three walls and fell down a level of stairs. She ended up with a bruised bone and almost had her arm broken when she landed. Libby, I almost broke someone’s arm. What kind of starling does that make me? What if she HAD broken her arm? I could have been kicked out of school!”

“Sage, deep breaths,” Libby placed a comforting hand on Sage’s shoulder. “I don’t know why Vivica told you a lie like that, but trust me. You could never do something like that.”

“But I did!” Sage shook off Libby’s hand and started pacing from one window to another. “I didn’t see where my energy sent her, but you have to admit it’s at least possible that she was telling the truth.”

“Ok, maybe it is,” Libby said grudgingly. “But even if it is true, you didn’t do it on purpose right? You just let out some energy and it pushed Vivica away. It wasn’t your fault.”

“I know, but it still makes me feel horrible,” Sage said. “I promised myself I’d do something to make it up to her, but the problem is that I know nothing about her. Not even her last name,” she sighed.

Libby was quiet for a long minute as she thought. “If it’ll help you feel better, I guess I can help. Why not just do an image search on her name? When I saw this totally cute guy at the mall one time just as I was leaving I heard one of his friends say his first name. So I took a quick zap pic and put in his name and ZAP, I found him…after about an hour. But it was worth it,” Libby giggled.

“I already tried that,” Sage frowned. “But I don’t have a zap pic of her on hand, and I doubt I’ll run into her again anytime soon. Plus it turns out her name is pretty common. I Wish Vega were here; she’d know some trick to narrow the search.”

“I’ll send her a message if you want,” Libby offered.

“No, I need to find out more before we tell anyone else about this.”

“Let me try something,” Libby said as she sat at Sage’s holo-screen. “I usually search for cute guys, but I DO know a few tricks for finding people on the net.” Libby’s fingers danced over the projected keys with the ease of long practice. “Ok let’s see, searching Vivica, link to PixieZap, add tag Starling Academy. No one can be at this school this long without ending up in at least one zap pic.” With a few more keystrokes Libby leaned back. “Now we let the net do its work.”

The two girls watched as thousands of zap pics flashed across the main screen until several were highlighted and enlarged. “You did it Libby! I can’t believe I didn’t think of something like that.” Sage managed a small smile as she saw pics of Vivica in class, the café and Halo Hall, and in each the same girl with braided crimson hair was at her side, her bright smile a sharp contrast to Vivica’s frowns and turned head. “But none of these say her last name either,” she sighed.

“No, but I know who this girl with her is,” Libby smiled. “She’s in my Wishers 101 class and her name’s Inara. Maybe she can help us. I’ll try and talk to her next class.”

“Thanks for helping Libby,” Sage smiled.

“Hey, it put a smile on your face, so I’m happy to do it. So, now that you’re feeling better, you wanna come watch the rest of the starball game? I hear there’s gonna be a great party after in the Star Quad.”

“Well, ok,” Libby said. “But after you wake up I’m taking you out for some fun!”

“Sounds good,” Sage nodded as she leaned back on her bed and watched Libby leave with a final smile. Closing her eyes, she tried again to calm her mind, and this time she succeeded. Gradually the tension in her muscles went away and she turned her thoughts to Wishworld and what it would be like when she was finally selected to go there.

Vivica stomped her way down the corridor, snarling at any girl who crossed her path. Her skirt and leggings were still damp with the zing she’d fallen in after Scarlet had humiliated her, clinging unpleasantly to her skin. Her cheek still throbbed from where she’d been forced to slap herself, the heat fueling the furnace of rage blazing in her chest.

Spotting a bathroom, she slammed the door open and glared around, but no one else was inside. “Lousy star dippers, humiliating ME in public like that!” She hissed as she pulled a cleaning wipe from a dispenser and wiped off her hands. It would take hours for her cloths’ self-cleaning fibers to purge the smell of hot zing from themselves, and she was sure at least one of the students in the Celestial Café had taken a zap-pic of her in the air. If that got uploaded to the star-net and her parents saw it… Ice filled her veins as she imagined her mother’s words. “No, I won’t let that happen!” Clenching her eyes shut, she fought to get her emotions under control.

A sudden vibration from her star zap caught her attention. “Now what?” She groaned. Flipping the silvery blue device open caused a growl to fill her throat as the projection of an older girl with deep blue hair appeared, her silvery dress shimmering even in the see-through hologram. “What do you want Serena?”

“Hey, that is no way to greet your dear older sister,” the girl smirked. “I was just calling to check up on you, see how your second month at the academy was going.”

“Thought so; I didn’t think you’d be able to make any influential friends yet. You’re not me after all.”

“Why are you even taking the time to call me?” Vivica demanded. “Don’t you have some event to attend or something Little Miss Wish Granter?”

“Funny you should say that,” Serena grinned. “I granted my tenth wish yesterday, so Mother and Father are having a little celebration at the house tomorrow night. They wanted me to ask you if you’d like to attend.”

“You know I have tests coming up; the same ones you took your second month here. I can’t take half a day off to be your window dressing.” Vivica could still recall the last time she’d attended one of Serena’s events with her parents, where she’d been put in front of so many glameras for family pics she’d nearly gone blind despite never being asked a single question by the hundreds of socialite attendees.

“Oh I know, I just wanted to tell you about it,” Serena chuckled. “After all, Mother and Father are so proud of how quickly I reached my Ten Mark. Assuming you even manage to qualify as a wish granter, I wonder how many star-years it’ll take you to get there.”

“I’ll beat your record, just you wait!” Vivica snapped.

“Oh I’ll wait, forever,” Serena laughed. “I’ve beaten you at everything since you could walk, and I very much doubt that’ll change now.”

“There’s a first time for everything,” Vivica growled.

Serena giggled again. “Keep thinking that if it makes you feel better, but deep down you know that you’ll never beat me. Remember the Starland Hall Talent Show?”

“As if I could forget,” Vivica clenched her free hand, still able to feel the warm, sticky embrace of starberry syrup in her hair and cloths even after two years. “I know that was you, and one day I’ll prove it. THEN we’ll see how mother and father see you, once they know you embarrassed the family name in public.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” the holographic girl smirked. “But honestly, if you can’t even win a simple talent show, how do you ever expect to graduate top of your class like I did? Not all Academy students go on to become wish granters after all. I’m sure you’ll end up a very successful secretary or something. Maybe Father will even give you a position out of pity.”

“Always running away when you’re outshined,” Serena sneered. “Just remember that no matter how hard you try, you’ll always be nothing more than a star dipper!”

Her sister’s laughter echoed through the restroom long after Vivica cut her off. Fists trembling, Vivica shut her eyes and tried to get her breathing under control. Her anger, already high after the Café, threatened to boil over as memories rose to the surface. Faces surrounded her, cruel laughter echoing through a crystal hall as pink glop dripped down her face. “Viver The Dipper! Viver The Dipper!” The words tore through her thoughts, faces blurring together into a never-ending leer. “Shut up,” she whispered, holding her hands to her head. But the voices only got louder, until her eyes snapped open and for an instant she could see the faces reflected ghostlike in the mirror. “Shut up shut up SHUT UP!” She shouted, her fist rocketing forward and crashing into the mirror. All her emotion poured into her strike, sending a spider web of cracks across the glass. Bright crimson slowly ran down the fractures, sparkling in the bright light, her hand feeling as if it was on fire. “I am not worthless,” she hissed, tears running down her cheeks as a sudden exhaustion filled her. “I’m not a failure.” Steadying herself with her right hand, she looked into the ruined mirror, her reflection tinted crimson.

A loud clatter snapped Vivica’s attention to the door, a jolt of fear rushing up her spine as she realized she’d been seen. Pulling her fist from the ruined mirror she rushed toward whoever had the nerve to spy on her, but before she’d taken two steps she fell. Her elbow struck the floor sharply, drawing a cry of pain as lightning races up and down her arm. Looking back she saw her shoes tangled in the strap of her purse. “Starf!” She cursed as she held her arm. It didn’t feel broken, but her entire left arm now throbbed and burned.

The door opened quickly and, to Vivica’s mixed surprise and anger, Sage ran inside. “Vivica, are you ok?!” She asked as she knelt down.

“Do I look ok?!” Vivica replied, stunned that anyone could ask such a dumb question. A shard of glass fell to the floor behind her as if to prove her point. Pushing with her good hand she managed to sit up and tried to untangle the strap of her purse from her ankles.

“I’m sorry! Here, let me help,” Sage offered, reaching forward.

“Don’t touch me!” Vivica snapped, swatting Sage’s hand away. The pain in her injured hand doubled as she put weight on it, and looking down she saw a shard of glass embedded between her knuckles. “I can take care of this myself.” Carefully getting two of her nails around the shard she slid it out, hissing as her wound met open air and blood welled up in the gash. Flicking the glass into a trash can she managed to free her purse strap and get to her feet. Leaning on one of the sinks she ran her hand under the water which instantly changed to a soothing cool as it cleaned the blood off and dulled the pain slightly. Her hand was covered in scratches and cuts from the mirror, but none of them were still bleeding. The mirror itself was already glowing as the cracks in the glass repaired themselves. The blood vanished in a putt of crimson some.

“I have some first aid patches in my bag,” Sage offered. “Or I can help you to the nurse’s office.”

“You’ve sent me to the nurse’s office enough,” Vivica replied as she opened her purse with her teeth and pulled out a small sphere with blue jell nside. Giving it a quick pulse of wish energy to remove the seal, she rubbed it over the gash, wincing as it spread and covered the damaged skin.

“What? I never sent you to the nurse,” Sage said, confused.

“You remember when you sent me flying down the hall outside Lady Stella’s office?” Vivica asked. Getting a nod from Sage she went on. “You didn’t stick around, but your little energy blast bounced me off three walls and sent me down a flight of stairs.”

“What?! I never meant to-“

“Don’t interrupt! When I landed I hit my arm, and the pain from that was way worse than this,” she thrust her hand forward. “I went to the nurse and you know what she told me?” Sage’s only reply was to widen her eyes and take a step back as Vivica moved forward. “I had a bruised bone that took two weeks to heal. But she also told me that if I’d landed just a BIT differently I would have broken my arm! So yeah, you have sent me there.”

“I…I never...” Sage stuttered.

“Never cared to ask I know,” Vivica kept up her advance, with Sage soon running into the wall. “And now you want to help me, after standing by and doing NOTHING while your friend Scarlett assaulted me! Do you have any idea what it feels like to not be in control of your own body? To feel your own hand slapping you in the face?! And you and your friends just sit there and laughed!” New tears formed as Vivica felt the strike again.

Sage felt like she’d been punched in the stomach. Tears streaked down her cheeks as her breaths came fast and shallow. “I’m so sorry,” she managed. “I swear I never meant for my energy to do that! If I’d known you were hurt I-“

“You’d have what?! Sent me a fruit basket? Offered to do my homework? I don’t need help, from you or anyone! Now just leave me alone,” she sighed as she pulled a glove from her purse over her hand and shuffled to the door.

“Wait, please!” Sage begged. “I’ll make this up to you, I promise!”

“Then forget you saw me. The last thing I need is to have the whole school laugh at what I did here,” Vivica said as she left, the door hissing shut behind her and leaving Sage alone with her thoughts.

…

Vivica stepped into her dorm, relaxing slightly as the door closed behind her. Inara’s side of the room was dark and her bag was gone, meaning she was likely at the starball game. “At least I’ll have an hour of peace,” she sighed. Lowering the lights on her side she collapsed onto her bed. Her hand still burned under her glove, and slowly she pulled the indigo fabric off. The patch would take days to heal the damage she’d stupidly inflicted. “At least I have an excuse to wear Mother’s present,” she grunted. Letting out her anger at Sage was a weight off her shoulders at least, but now she just felt tired.

Opening her star zap, she accessed her schedule and saw she didn’t have anything important for the rest of the day. Kicking off her shoes and shutting the curtains with a wave of her hand, she pulled the light azure sheets over herself and closed her eyes. Inara would serve as her alarm when she got back, especially if the Academy team won. Doing her best to ignore the pain in her hand, Vivica eventually drifted off and entered the land of dreams.

First of all let me apologize for the massive delay since you guys have last heard from me. Real life has been really getting in the way, but I am still working toward getting RA ready for printing so rest assured I haven't forgotten those of you who expressed interest in a copy.

In other news I am just about ready to upload the first chapter of my newest story Shattered Star. Set in the Youtube and book series Star Darlings by Disney, it focuses on one of the side characters named Vivica. She is presented as 'the bully' but as with many such characters has utterly no backstory or visible motivation. I found myself drawn to her for various reasons, mainly how she reminded me of the My Little Pony character Diamond Tiara. In one of the Youtube shorts called Astra-nomical we see for a split second her seeming sad and vulnerable, and that was what sealed my interest.

I know it's not Rin, but I hope my watchers will still enjoy my newest work. It should be uploaded before the end of the day.

With the date of publication coming closer, I wanted to ask if any of you, my watchers, would be interested in doing a piece of art I would put on the cover of Rin's Adventures. I myself have no artistic talents, but if anyone is interested in helping me make RA more visually appealing, just let me know. Thanks for reading.

After talks with Karbo, I am currently in the process of getting Rin's Adventures published. I just want to take the time now to thank all of my loyal readers for standing by me all this time. You have all been wonderful, and I'm so very grateful for your support.

I'm putting this entry up to ask who would like to own a physical book of Rin's great journey. Each copy comes signed by me and with the exclusive short story Washed Away, which tells the tale of how Terra came to live in the forest and the tragic loss of her sister.

Anyone who would like to own a copy please either post in this journal entry or send me a note. I look forward to hearing from you.

First of all let me apologize for the massive delay since you guys have last heard from me. Real life has been really getting in the way, but I am still working toward getting RA ready for printing so rest assured I haven't forgotten those of you who expressed interest in a copy.

In other news I am just about ready to upload the first chapter of my newest story Shattered Star. Set in the Youtube and book series Star Darlings by Disney, it focuses on one of the side characters named Vivica. She is presented as 'the bully' but as with many such characters has utterly no backstory or visible motivation. I found myself drawn to her for various reasons, mainly how she reminded me of the My Little Pony character Diamond Tiara. In one of the Youtube shorts called Astra-nomical we see for a split second her seeming sad and vulnerable, and that was what sealed my interest.

I know it's not Rin, but I hope my watchers will still enjoy my newest work. It should be uploaded before the end of the day.